I Burned Corpses to Preach in Troubled Times

Once you wake up, you will see troubled times when you open your eyes. Chen He became a corpse burner at the Dajing Dynasty crematorium It is a rule and dignity to put the whole body into the ground. Only those "irregular" corpses will be sent here and put into the fire by his own hands. The cremator. Three words, half a foot stepped into the gate of hell. Nine times out of ten, you will die, be riddled with bad luck and not end well - this is an old saying, and it is also true. Burning corpses at midnight, one room, one craftsman, one door, one lock. If the corpse changes, the person will die. Simple, straightforward, no room left. However Chen He looked at the illusory yet real "corpse burning reward" in his hand, The great compassion of the heavens, the golden elixir of nine turns and ten directions, the seven-colored auspicious clouds, the green lotus that purifies the world, the divine sword falling from the sky... Suddenly I understood—— The world is in chaos, the corpse is a vicious corpse, and the future is a dead end. But what he holds in his palm is something that can burn away this troubled world, murderous corpses, and dead ends. From then on, he had no inhibitions.